takers dark lover, he could possibly be taught to, but delicately. M.j's place, thank you. Cerucci, thank you, I am working on it. There will definitely be more of mommy Heath, he's adorable. & I planned on addressing the jealous thing in the future. LadyDragonsblood, quite alright, sugar. I am behind myself this week, been taking tired spells I've yet to have explained. I like doing character conversation. My Phil turn stalkerish? Never, lol. Thank you, darling.

The Darkest Corners;
Chapter six/ 'The Weather's Bipolar'
Rated; M/ L, S (morning smex, oral, anal)

It had been fine. Chris was sitting in the floor in Gerard's room, playing with him like he pinky promised. The younger male was having a good time, laughing as he watched Chris grumble in frustration at his current task. He was trying to make this purple doll with black hair called a Zelf- that kind of looked like something between one of those old Wishing Troll dolls, a My Little Pony and a gremlin- ride a pink pony. They were the two toys Adam got him at the store and this was more difficult than it had any right to be.

But then the rain started hard, coming down in sheets and battering the house and windows. Gerard had startled and looked around like he expected something bad to happen.

"It's just rain, Gee. Just watering the flowers outside." He got the Zelf on the pony and sat it down on the floor carefully. He was ready to celebrate when the damn thing fell over.

Then came a loud crack of thunder and Gerard whimpered and clung to Chris, burying his face in his arm and trembling. He didn't like storms. He didn't want it to storm.

Chris petted him. "Shh.. just a little storm."

"Not little.." There was another roar of thunder and a flash of lightning outside the window. The juice flickered and Gerard jumped, near panic. "Make it stop! Make it stop.." He whined.

"I wish I could." Chris held him close. "C'mon, let's just keep playing and forget about it. It won't hurt us. Safe. In house." Though it sounded like they were out at sea with how hard it was storming. The thunder crackled again and the power went out, covering them in darkness. Gerard let out a pitiful sobbed cry. "Ugh."

He then heard a noise and Adam shout in pain. "Ow, sonofa-sh-fuggit.." That signature pout of his was clearly evident in his voice.

"You okay?"

"I bumped into the coffee table." Adam came into the room with a flashlight a few seconds later. Gerard got up and practically jumped into his arms, whimpering. Adam lifted him up and carried him out of the room. "Yeah, I know. It's okay. We're okay."

Chris followed them into the living room to set up on the couch, Adam holding and rocking the frightened male in his lap while Chris tried to see anything about the storm on his phone's weather app. Unfortunately the wi-fi was out and it told him diddle squat.

Adam held Gerard tighter, humming his little tune. He was afraid of storms too, though he had gotten better at dealing with it. He was always terrified he'd get caught in one or it'd blow his house away. He felt Gerard's fingers curl in the back of his hair, his breathing was harsh and Adam was afraid of him hyperventilating.

"This reeks." Chris listened to the storm outside. It was still raining hard, and the thunder had become a continuous dull rumble, but a rumble still. Thankfully the power came back on and Chris clicked on the TV to see if the news had anything about the storm. The picture was all jumpy and fuzzy, but it did indeed have information. "Effective until 2am!"

Gerard startled and Adam groaned. "I had him asleep." He sounded exhausted.

Chris gave a sheepish grin. "Sorry, baby." He leaned over and kissed his blonde.

A few minutes later, the storm had nearly ceased and Adam got Gerard down and in bed. He drudged into the room and sat down on the end of the bed with a huff. Chris crawled up on the bed behind him and grabbed his shoulders, rubbing them hard and digging his thumbs down into the aching knots. Adam groaned and let himself go limp, head bowed and practically whimpering.

"You know I can relieve all your tension." Chris whispered near his ear, kissing his neck softly.

Adam purred and raised his head to tilt it back and give his lion better access to his neck, having it lightly nibbled and sucked and sending chills down his spine. "Or you could get the oil and rub me down head to toe.."

"There's an idea." Chris pulled back and pushed his hands up the back of Adam's shirt, rubbing and kneading Adam's tired muscles with his fingers.

"Oh.. oh, yeah.. harder.. right there.." Adam was moaning, head rolling back and back arching. It felt so damn good.

But then a loud crack of thunder had to interrupt their private time, followed by more pounding rain. Chris sat back. "Oh, no."

Adam sighed, hearing Gerard cry out in the monitor. "Mama!" And two seconds later he was running into their room, diving in bed and trying to burrow under Adam. He could still climb over the bars and was never trapped. Chris chuckled and shook his head, he guessed he was sleeping with them tonight.

Gerard was soon snuggled up asleep in between the two blond Canadians. Adam was propped up on his side, in his pajamas now, stroking Gerard's hair and watching him thoughtfully.

Chris raised up and caught Adam's eyes, wondering what they were going to do if they wanted to have sexy time again. He must have wondered it out loud because Adam just yawned and said "We'll get Jay and Heath to watch him for a couple hours one night, then we can go all out. And it'll get easier, he'll sleep better once he settles. And quickies are precious."

Chris giggled and leaned over to kiss him. "That they are." He paused for a second. "He called you Mama."

"I know." Adam said. "He does that sometimes."

"It was so cute." He teased.

"Shut up."

Chris smiled. "Awe, but you're a good little mother."

'No,' Adam thought. 'I'm a good nurse. I'm a terrible mother.' But he wouldn't say it out loud. He knew it was just one of those moments where he felt down, it was probably just the storm. This kind of weather would put anybody in a gloomy mood. He was also tired and the idea of sleep was a comfort to him. Things would look better in the morning.

-xx-

Heath had woke up to a bright sunny day and birds singing. He stretched, lips quirked in a smile and sighed contently. He rolled over to his side. Jay was on his back and looked like he was trying to wake up. Heath draped his arm across his chest, inching closer to nibble at the scruff on Jay's jaw, moving his hand up to lightly pet at the other side with his fingers.

"Daddy.." He purred sweetly, nuzzling him and letting the scruff tickle him. Jay mumbled something and batted him away. Heath huffed in mock annoyance. There were those times when he would be annoyed, but today he was feeling so good.. at least in this moment and he wasn't going to waste it.

Heath raised up, the thin wrinkled sheet that covered Jay from his torso down catching his eye. Heath smirked, picking up the end of the sheet and lifting it slowly to pull it off his wolf. Of course Jay just had to be in boxers, but no matter. Heath wiggled his fingers down in the sides of said boxers, tugging them down past his half hard cock. Heath nuzzled his thigh, coiling fingers around Jay's cock and giving it a couple of slow strokes. He nearly giggled as he heard Jay sigh in his sleep before lifting his cock up to his mouth and licking across the head. Heath moaned happily, pressing his lips to the tip and nibbling, feeling his Daddy grow so hard by his touches. He jerked him a few more times, lapping teasingly at the head.

Jay groaned, blinking his eyes open. He had been successfully fighting sleep for the past few minutes, but now.. oh, fuck.. His fox was being promiscuous this morning and sleep could just fuck off. He laid his head back on his pillow and closed his eyes, humming. He'd let his vixen keep thinking he was asleep.

Heath looked up at Jay's face, seeing his lips twitch into a little smile. His Daddy thought he was clever. Raking his hair to the side, Heath lowered his head and engulfed Jay's cock, taking him as far as he could and deliberately gagging himself as it pressed against the back of his throat. He wished he could smile as Jay cursed and grunted. Heath pulled off halfway, sucking at Jay's flesh lightly as he held to the base of his cock. Jay raised up to his elbows and looked down at his fox before laying back again and reaching down to tangle his fingers in Heath's red hair. Heath was bobbing his head now, fist twisting around his shaft as it slid up to meet his lips. He felt Jay's fingers tugging his hair and he moaned, dragging his lips off to lick up the underside of his dick and tease the head with his tongue.

"Fuck, precious.. such a tease.. C'mon, suck me.. be Daddy's good boy and suck me.." His voice was sweet but sleepy.

Heath ran his finger around Jay's slit, thinking. "Nope. Sorry, Daddy, but I have other plans. If you don't mind."

As long as it involved him cumming soon, he didn't mind at all. Heath sat back and pulled his pajama shirt over his head before pushing the matching bottoms down. He wiggled a little towards the nightstand and got the lube before scooting back over to Jay and pushing himself up. Jay helped him as he straddled his hips, running his hands up and down Heath's thighs as his vixen squirted some lube onto his fingers and reached back to prep himself as quickly as possible.

Heath nibbled his lip, whining as his fingers breached past his opening and pushing them on inside. Jay was stroking him, purring encouragement to him. "C'mon, precious.. get that little hole open for me.. gonna ride me like the horny little tramp you are..? Fuck, you're so hott.. want you on this dick.."

Heath shuddered, wiggling his fingers apart and fucking them in and out of himself. If Jay didn't quit he wasn't even going to make it to get Jay inside him before he lost it. Heath was half turned around and his back was aching, so he decided that was simply enough prepping. He removed his fingers before reaching down and taking hold of Jay's dick, guiding it to his slick pucker and spreading his legs a bit more the best he could, bearing down as he pushed the head inside. Heath whimpered and finally just dropped down, impaling himself on Jay's cock with a cry of pain and pleasure.

Heath sat still a moment, feeling Jay's hands roam up his sides and to his belly, up and down his thighs and anywhere else they could reach as he rocked back and forth and let himself adjust. "Fuck.. so big, Daddy.. so full.." He shook his hair out of his face, he was sweaty and strands had stuck to his cheeks and forehead. He blew at them, placing his hands on Jay's chest and raising up some before dropping back down. He repeated this a couple more times before starting a pace, fucking himself on Jay's dick. "Ohh, fuck.. uhm.. so good.. yeah.."

"Fuck yeah.. look at you.. so gorgeous bouncing on my dick.. you like riding that cock.. oh fuck, baby.." Jay arched his hips, thrusting up into his vixen and aiming for his prostate.

Heath had slowed, letting Jay fuck into him, his head bowed and hair dangling around his head as blunt nails dug into Jay's chest. "Ahh.. yes, Daddy.. oh, fuck me.. so good.. rub me.. please.. need.. guh.. ugn.."

Jay took hold of Heath's cock, jerking him quickly and gaining the most amazing whimpered whines he had ever heard. "There you go.. cum for me, precious.. let go for Daddy.. so beautiful.."

Heath came with a gasp, head tossed back and lips parted, a lovely blush creeping up on his skin and clashing with his hair. "Oh, shit.. uhm.."

"That's it.. good pet.." Jay grabbed back to Heath's hips, continuing to thrust up into his tight heat, feeling it build. His fingertips dug down into those hips as he came, cock jerking inside his vixen. Jay collapsed back on the bed, panting and sweaty, a grin curling up on his lips. "Good morning to you too."

"Mornin', Daddy." Heath giggled and Jay helped him dismount, cuddling him close for kisses.

-xx-

Chris stood in the kitchen, sipping coffee and gazing out the window. It was raining lightly and the sun was shining. At least there was no more thunder or lightning or pour downs. It was then Gerard shuffled into the kitchen, still groggy and rubbing his eye, pajamas wrinkled and hair mussed, holding his bunny. He yawned, staggered a bit.

Chris sat his mug down and went to pick him up. "Hey, kiddo. Don't think you got all your sleep out. You up by yourself?" Adam was probably still asleep. Chris was up earlier than he wanted to be.

Gerard nodded, sounding drowsy. "Didn't wanna wake up Mama. Crwanky.." He yawned again and smacked his lips, laying his head on Chris's shoulder as he was carried to the living room.

Chris found him calling Adam mom amusing and adorable. "Just until you feed him. You wanna go back to bed and sleep some more?" When Gerard nodded he carried him back to their bed and laid him beside his sleeping blonde beauty. He waited until Gerard was curled up and dozing off before kissing his boys and going to get ready for work. He didn't want to work, he wanted to stay home with his adorable little family.

I've always loved Troll dolls, so I love those little Zelf dolls. The purple one Garny is my favorite. I'm not the biggest fan of storms, but I can deal with them. Mainly I wrote this during a storm when I was bored. Jay & Heath will get to watch Gerard in the near future. If something they say is misspelled, it's probably supposed to be.